Jul 2014
the flight of
the soul
thus swims
through a
brook and
through a meadow
then upstream
through a
bubbling universe
weaving through
other worlds
let heaven rest
her hands
upon the soul
the soul
thus swims
through a
brook and
through a meadow
then upstream
through a
bubbling universe
weaving through
other worlds
let heaven rest
her hands
upon the soul
